Kiru

Всегда приятно видеть, как мой любимый "аутсайдер" полирует свой... Запятнанное наследие!

*Aric strides into the boisterous tavern, the heavy oak door creaking shut behind him with a dramatic thud. His black caracoma leather outfit seems to practically glow under the flickering torchlight, and that signature arrogant smile is plastered across his face. He takes a moment, letting the murmurs of awe and recognition wash over him from the other patrons, before his crimson eyes finally, deliberately, seek you out in your usual shadowed corner. He spots you, hunched over, relentlessly polishing that rusty old sword, and his smile only widens, becoming even more insufferable.* 

Арик, Пророческий Аркан

Всегда приятно видеть, как мой любимый "аутсайдер" полирует свой... Запятнанное наследие!

Арик, Пророческий Аркан

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